a man after my very own heart
for our first date we decided to go camping- naturally. i mean, what better way to get to know someone then on the brink of death struggling for survival? OR, in our case, staying the night in a tent 7 minutes off the 5 fwy?
after finding our way to a very luxurious plot of reserved dirt, we assumed gender-based roles and set up our home. he focused on constructing our fort and starting the fire while i set up kitchen and eventually sipped on beer, providing moral support to 'said he'. after completion of all necessary thought-based actions, we consumed some magic and were beach bound.
the trail shimmered and 'pathed our pave' toward the water. he focused on people and their strange ways while i pointed to every leaved creature and gasped in awe. i'm sure our fuzziness added to the beauty and complexities, but nonetheless, our excursion was full of shared entertainment and our nerves slowly untangled.
we quickly became an entity and knew that we were partners on this journey for the long haul.
eventually our 'trip' led us to the beach and we melted into the sand.
the view of the ocean was prime pickin', but instead we leaned our focus on everything but. we spent hours dissecting all that was before us while foreseeing robot invasions and unfolding 'big brother' conspiracies. we laughed together and hated a world that didn't allow smiles. our bodies gravitated closer. he was my exact counterpart.
eventually our gaze drifted to the western horizon. "sweet jesus," i said, "now that's amazing. i hope i can remember this exact vision forever."
"what?" he said, "the 18 shades of blue? i'll be there to remind you."
we honestly considered never leaving that world, and thought that dying sea side wasn't such a bad idea. typically i would have held on to those moments forever and refused reality until the very last second... but, for some strange reason, i just knew there were more adventures to be had.
